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Gara 1: Life

So, currently, I am siked about living with my boss for the month of May. I move into her house this weekend, and it is going to be rough at first, but as long as I am respectful and listen to her, I think things will go well. She already has a pet project for me, and it seems that I will be house sitting for her while she goes to Texas and to South Bend for two graduations. Of course, if the "manager" gets his butt up here ASAP, he could share half of the work! Oh wait, he is the kind of guy would get out of anything, INCLUDING pet projects from his grandmother. Thus, the reason why I will not be surprised if he decides to come up in early June. If he knows I am sorting out clothes and whatnots down in the basement, I am certain he will just laugh and wait until I have been kicked out the house. That said, my boss might look into an apartment for the few employees who are not from the Monticello area. Gas prices are VERY high right now. People are predicting a $3.50 to $4.00 summer. Another reason I want to stay in Monticello. That and so I can get away from the family and do some thinking. I really need to sort things out, just like what I will be doing for the remainer of the week. Man, my room is so roomy. I mean I have made room in it! All it needs is a TV, futon, and blacklight and we are good to go! But my parents (and my sister who resides next to my room, separated by a very thin wall) will not permit such thing. I would never leave the room, especially if I did go with Comcast and if I decided to hook up my refrigerator upstairs.

Gara 2: Love

My not so strong point in my history. It's bad enough I had to talk about it to a coworker of mine for the last two days. It's worse when he wants to play matchmaker. Ugh. Not again. So I made one mistake because I was desparate. Geez. Now I'm not so certain if being in a relationship is the right thing for me at the moment. I do not want to be used or be a user. On top of that, it seems that every guy I want to date don't see me the way I want them to see me. I'm only seen as a friend. And I admit I am not attractive to any cute guy in an aspect. Big deal, right? Wait. Scratch that. I could surely do something about my physical traits. It seems that I can't be happy at all when it comes to love. Maybe it's time to let go of the "ideal perfect guy" and just face fact that he does not exist. But let's face it... I would love to meet the guy who is okay that I have the hots for a certain "excellent dude" in the movie industry and is fine with watching some of his wonderful moveis that I own, who finds interest in my weird obsession of collection Sailor Moon dolls (I just got two this week) as well as my Snoopy collection, who is willing to accept my musical influences and is willing to attend some concerts of my favorite groups, who can tolerate dogs (whereas I can tolerate cats, but I have reasons), who is not too religious but does not mind going to church every now and then, who would like to learn how to swing dance and take a trip to Fountain Square at least once in his life (learning how to swing dance must be first before we drive to old downtown Indy), who can make me laugh without even trying, who can be supportive when I am feeling downtrodden (like now), and who loves me for me. And he must have long dark hair. I have a weird obsession with that too. And please... I do not want him to be fat.

Ugh... See what I mean? Practically impossible. I think it's time to make some adjustments... But the long hair must stay.

Gara 3: Family

So I watched an episode of "Cold Case" last night with Mom, and the episode was about a girl who lost her family in a shooting because she told "Romeo" about her problems and that she wanted to get away from her parents and their troubles. Kinda sounds almost familiar, right (save the shooting part, of course)? And then Mom proceeded to tell me that there is nothing wrong with living at home; things could be worse. I agree, but if they would let me do whatever I wanted to, then we wouldn't be having these problems.

I am falling asleep... Too much pizza...